The Strain Trilogy Novels & Stories

"You're right. Maybe the end of the world is later this week." Jade closed her eyes. Dom took the glass from her hand before she could throw it. Tristan moved off the fireplace at last, but stopped before he got too close. "There are changes in sensory processing during threshold strain. We don't know yet whether it's temporary." There it was. We. Threshold strain. Temporary. The same polished register he used when his emotions had to pass through customs before reaching his mouth. "Could you sound less like a briefing for ten seconds?" I asked.

" He ordered politely with an aura of authority. She stood, trembling on both legs as she stared at his deep brown eyes assessing her with a firm face. "Striscia! (*Strip!!)" She kicked off her sneakers and started working on the buttons on her tartan checked patterned shirt. She gives him her back as she unsnaps her bra. "Now I want to see. Turn back around. Show me!" She turned around nervously with her eyes closed as she began to remove her bra slowly, feeling her tits spring out. She removed her belt and moved down her denim jeans, freeing her pretty legs completely from it as it dropped on the floor.

Jack replied angrily “ but you know the truth Jack you are the only one whom I slept with. You are my only boyfriend! She yelled again even if she already felt she didn’t have strength anymore. “what now! I don’t care whether that’s mine or not! I will give you money and have that child aborted!” Jack added. “ Go away, you foolish! Don’t blame Jack if you are pregnant now. You spread your legs for Jack voluntarily, without any shame, so that’s your problem not Jack’s problem whether you are pregnant or not! You took the opportunity when he was broken hearted with me and flirted him knowing that I’m the one he love.” Joan yelled with an evil look on her face. She knew that Jack is wrong but s

Ah, it looks like Frank has to change clothes because there is a blood stain on his shoulder because of his master's act. ** Aiora leaned his body on the back of the bed while stretching his legs. Her eyes were staring at today's television broadcast but her mind was not here. "Ah that bastard." Murmured Aiora annoyed thinking that this must be Ellthan doing that made her pregnant even though she had already taken birth control pills. Aiora groaned inwardly, frustrated by the fate of her model world and also about her job in a secret organization. It's all because of Ellthan, that bastard must have planned all this. Thought Aiora.

She's such an adorable woman, as always. I was in the backside area. While on the tricycle, Johnny and Ryle couldn’t suppress the thrill. It was the first time for the three of us to ride in this kind of vehicle. We rode some of the tricycles but not in this style. Roxas City's tricycles are much smaller than I've seen before.

, I said hoping she would see things from my own point of view. She didn’t say anything for the first few seconds and suddenly she stood up and started walking towards me. I shifted uncomfortably on my chair and watched as she stood in front of me. “We can make things work out between us Thias”, she muttered, “we just have to make people believe that love can be found anywhere as long as it gives you peace”, she added and slowly released the strap of her gown making it fall off her body slightly.

"Nevan was built to be the hammer. I was built to be the hand that holds it. But a hand is useless without the hammer, and a hammer is just a weapon without a hand." He looked out the window at the sea. "You want to save him. You want to touch him. But to do that, you have to bring him here. You have to bring the Icarus Strain into this house. You have to risk the 'Third Strand' becoming a victim too." "I'll protect you," I said.

“Fiona, it’s so unsensible of you to ask this question at this moment. Once I’ve had my fun, I’ll surely talk to you about it.” After saying that, he started pulling off my pants. The impatient look on his face made it seem as though he could not wait a second longer. I gritted my teeth and pushed him away with all my strength. “Let’s settle this first before anything else.” Raymond frowned. His face instantly darkened. “Don’t push your luck, you piece of trash! Tonight isn’t up to you.” With a sharp smack, he struck me on the backside. He seized both of my hands and forced them above my head.

Clutching her father’s hand, Anita proceeded down the aisle, her heart beating erratically in her chest. She stared ahead and saw the Stranger standing there, splendid and breathtaking, in a white Armani suit. His friend was standing behind him. The Stranger’s eyes never left mine as I walked toward him. And it felt like walking towards my doom. Anita took a deep breath; her insides turned somersaults, her thighs shook, and her legs turned to jelly. She stumbled, and the Stranger reached out and grabbed her before she fell. “Oops, sorry.” She was embarrassed. Mr. King looked down at her.

There would be no coming back. After the gala, I heard Darren had suffered a complete mental collapse. His family admitted him to a private recovery clinic. Not long after, the Specter family was exposed for tax evasion and unfair business practices. They were investigated, declared bankrupt, and liquidated. Carrie was sentenced to prison. News of their downfall reached me while I was overseas, sitting beside the man I loved. We were in a quiet little café, discussing how to furnish the home we were planning to build together. Yes—my love.